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Sometimes I’d peek over, seein’ the chaos. Dudes fightin’ over girls, girls fightin’ over cash. Hilarious, but sad too—pity the fool caught in that mess! Once saw a guy propose in there—drunk off his ass! She took his ring, then his wallet—savage! Mr. T respects the hustle, tho. Gotta eat, right? Still, gets me heated—pimps loungin’ while they grind. Ain’t right, nah, ain’t right.

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(Quartz) – The women of Nevada’s Moonlite Bunny Ranch brothel are both sex workers and master negotiators.

So, here we go: I'm runnin' a massage parlor over on 3rd Street near Main, right? It’s a spot that’s heard more secrets than a dragon’s lair, gollum-style! I sometimes say, "A world of shadow and crash, sneaky, yes," just like in my favorite flick, Werckmeister Harmonies. Sometimes when a customer sighs like a lost soul, I whisper, "We hates it!" and chuckle at life's brutal absurdity.

Building fire extinguished at Navasota High School